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The To Do List From Hell: Watching Project 2025 Move From Blueprint to Reality in Real Time
If you want to understand the moment you are living through, stop watching the melodrama and start reading the paperwork. America is not being remade through mystery or improvisation. It is being remade through a 920 page governing blueprint called Project 2025, a document that outlines, in clinical specificity, how to dismantle the federal government
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The Country Wanted a Trump Test of Chaos, So Let Them Have the Full Factory Tour
If the country insists on touching the stovetop again just to “make sure it’s still hot,” who am I to stand between a democracy and its favorite form of self-harm. There are moments in public life when you stop trying to warn people about the cliff and instead hand them binoculars so they can appreciate
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Operation Midway Blitz and the Federal Imagination Problem
When a crackdown starts to look less like law enforcement and more like a government sponsored haunted house Public safety is supposed to be boring. That is the entire point. Well functioning systems do not need dramatic lighting, surprise helicopter entrances, or senior officials narrating their own heroism. Which is why Operation Midway Blitz, a
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Health Accounts Are Not Health Care, They Are Just Thoughts And Prayers If You Get Sick
When politicians hand you a debit card instead of a health system, and call it innovation There is a special place in the American imagination where problems do not need solutions, they only need branding. Bridges do not need maintenance, they need ribbon cuttings. Schools do not need funding, they need mascots. And health care
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The Fifty Year Mortgage, Otherwise Known as “Homeownership, But Make It a Long Term Relationship With Your Bank
When vibes based housing policy meets compound interest and everyone pretends it is fine There comes a moment in every collapsing empire when someone proposes an idea so astonishing, so unintentionally revealing, that it deserves to be preserved in a glass case next to the artifacts of past civilizations that also tried financial innovation instead
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Welcome to Senate Doomscrolling: Why 2026 Is a Democratic Nightmare and 2028 Is the Sequel No One Survives
In American politics, hope springs eternal, but the Senate map springs something closer to gastrointestinal distress. Democrats already understand the 2026 landscape is bleak. What they have not fully absorbed is that 2028 is worse, the kind of worse that makes you stare into the middle distance like a Victorian widow holding a folded flag.
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The Lone Star Shake Up: Why Jasmine Crockett Should Make Texas Sweat in 2026
If you listen closely, you can already hear it. That low, metallic clank coming from somewhere beneath the marble floors of Capitol Hill. That is the sound of John Cornyn’s confidence dropping into the storm drain as Texans begin whispering an idea so dangerous, so electrifying, so beautifully unhinged that it deserves its own early
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The Optimus Secession: Elon Musk Unveils the Robot That Will Replace Us, Rule Us, and Possibly Charge Us a Subscription Fee
A cyberpunk shareholder rave, a trillion dollar man, and a humanoid life form that will both eliminate poverty and make you its pet There are certain moments in history when you can feel the ground shift beneath your feet. The moon landing. The Berlin Wall. The first time someone uttered the phrase “live, laugh, love”
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Trump’s Newest Budget Airline: Governance by Hostage Situation
When starving people didn’t work, Republicans threatened to ground the planes, cancel the flights, and blame the weather Let us begin with the great civic mystery of our era. Why does this government, allegedly created to protect life, liberty, and a functioning transportation system, keep behaving like a discount airline CEO who learned management from
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The Parliamentarian of My Heart: Crying at the AIDS Memorial While Nancy Pelosi Retires from Saving the Republic
A farewell love letter to the woman who governed like a mother of five who never had time for your nonsense I start this story the way all sensible political elegies should start: on my knees at the National AIDS Memorial Grove in San Francisco, crying hard enough that a tourist couple asked whether I